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Plagiarised Translations (Warning)

As a fellow translator and as a real-life friend of the translator of one of the Saekano translations, there’s something I’d like to bring to your attention.

Ahem, um, so earlier today I was shamelessly trying to publicise my friend’s translations, since we were having a talk about how our translation was doing, and I noticed that a lot of people didn’t know about his blog.

So, you know, being a wonderful sheeprabbit, I decided to arbitrarily advertise to my meagre followers on my blog!

Uhm, but while looking around, I found that a certain translation group had stolen his work, word for word.

At least that’s how it looks.

#1 From the moment things are copied and pasted, their spacing fucks up.

Before copying:

After copying:

#2 A good chunk of their text is taken almost word for word.

WordPress automatically fixes spacing issues for me, so I’ve used the preview function of wordpress to make the spacing for both blogs the same, and then taken a chunk of text from somewhere random in the middle and put it into a difference checker.

https://www.diffchecker.com/pzeawyyb

For Posterity

https://web.archive.org/web/20150327083159/http://unnamedtranslations.blogspot.sg/p/saekano-volume-1-chapter-1.html

https://web.archive.org/web/20150327083254/http://thenakedsol.blogspot.com.au/2015/02/saenai-heroine-no-sodatekata-volume-1.html

So yeah,

Please don’t support them.

I don’t know how fast they are, or that much about them. I haven’t read the raws so I can’t say who is more accurate, and who has the style of translation I prefer.

What I can talk about though is their work ethic. It’s a joke. Seriously a joke. Please don’t support these kinds of people. Translating, especially amateur translating, takes a lot out of you. Lots of rewording. Lots of typing. Lots of agonising over how to best convey the same idea and feeling in English

And these people just stole it, and not only that, what’s worst is…

THEY DID A SHIT JOB OF STEALING IT.

 

Would you really support people who do such a shit job that they can’t even plagiarise properly? As anybody who’s gone to school before would know, you at least need to do the bare minimum of rewording. Make sure there are no little [1] reference things. Make sure that the formatting and spacing is all the same.

These guys straight up copied and pasted. Would you really trust the work ethic and translations of these kinds of people?

tldr: A certain translation group are also doing Saekano. Stole word for word off my friend. Please don’t support them.

And I’m really not that popular of a blogger, so if any other translators don’t mind and agree with me, would it be possible for you to give a warning of some sort, or re-blog this as well?

Thank you so much if you do, and if not, thank you anyway for reading this.

Two of the four new teasers for much, much, much further down the line

Title: Tilea’s Worries (TS)

Synopsis:
  With the progression of his Chuuni Disease, Shioda Tetsuya is shunned by his family, and dies in despair, a thirty three year old jobless virgin. He vowed that if he was born again, this time he would stay away from delusions and live life seriously. Fortunately, he reincarnated in another world as a girl named Tilea, and lived a happy life with her kind parents and adorable little sister, but…
  Lately, she’d been troubled. Her beloved sister had begun talking about how she was actually one of the Six Demon Generals, serving directly under Demon King Zorg, a descendant of the Three Great Demons. The situation was looking bad. She had to do something before this Chuuni Disease got any worse!
  This is a fantasy “misunderstanding story” about a protagonist who has not noticed in the slightest that she’s a “cheat”-like existence, and how in her efforts to heal her sister’s Chuuni Disease (except that she really is one of the Six Demon Generals), she somehow or other ended up setting out to defeat the Demon King.

Notes:
  
Contains the occasional coloured illustration. The entire cast of major characters have their own profile pictures. It’s a pleasant touch.
Our protagonist:

http://ncode.syosetu.com/n9045bm/

Title: The Bears Bear a Bare Kuma (Translator’s Note: Kuma Means Bear)

Synopsis:
Yuna, a fifteen year old girl who has just begun playing the world’s first VRMMO.
Earned billions of yen in stocks. Doesn’t go to school, and shuts herself in at home playing games.
Today, logging in excitedly to play the new major update and promotional campaign, she was given the soul-bound super rare cheat item, the bear suit. But even though she played the game alone, and even though it was just in-game, the suit was too embarassing so she couldn’t wear it.
After completing a survey regarding the new campaign, she started the game again, only to find that she had been forced to wear the bear suit, and was in an unknown forest.
Where is this? Huh, an in-game message from God? This is another world?
If she put on the Mr. Bear suit, she was godly, but if she took it off, she was a normal girl. Yuna began doing as she liked.
(When the protagonist levels up, the bear suit gets stronger. When the protagonist learns a new magic, the bear suit learns the magic instead. A lot of this story involves bears, so please take care.)

Notes:
There is a lot of bear content

http://ncode.syosetu.com/n4185ci/

Saenai Heroine no Sodatekata Volume 1 Chapter 2 (from Exhibitionist Sun)

Translated by my good friend, Steel Ballz!

Ah, please order whatever you like. Today everything is on me.”

Ah, sorry for making you treat me, um~……”

While taking sips from my coffee, I made quick glances between the menu and the expression on Katou’s face.

I reaffirmed to myself that the words I had blurted out earlier were no lies.

Katou Megumi was certainly cute.

Her facial features were well proportioned, she was neither too tall nor too short, her skin was finely balanced in softness, she was curvy in all the right places yet slim in the places that mattered.

Read the rest here!

I don’t really get it, but whatever

Hey there Estelion and random fellow leechers here! For anyone bored I’ve got this “Reference Game” I’d like to share with the good people here.
I figured the [STATUS REPORT/RANDOM MESSAGE] section is as good enough a place as any to share it. After all it’s kinda like a Status Report, only about my self haha ^^; Well here’s a link: https://krytonsite.wordpress.com/2015/03/25/random-off-load-site-for-creative-energy-launching/

Things That Don’t Change, Even If Twisted

飼い主(an owner (of animals), kainushi) -> カイヌシ(Owner, Kainushi)

Fairly short chapter as far as things go, but I want to do Otoburi and the story changes pace a little from the end of this, so I’ll be doing it in parts.

Oh yeah, obviously involves Mushoku Tensei spoilers, so if you haven’t read Volume 6, wouldn’t suggest you read the following.


In the Kingdom of Sanakia, large paddies spread across the ground.
On a highway that ran as though cutting through these paddies, was a horse carriage running along.
Despite being protected by a number of soldiers, there was no serious atmopshere about it. The guards as well were walking along with relaxed expressions as though they were resting somewhere. Seeing this alone was enough to tell you that there were no VIPs in the carriage.

On top of that, there was no sign that they were holding any money, but there was nobody who would attack this carriage that had nothing but the number of guards going for it.
Indeed, there were no VIPs inside it.
The ones riding the carriage were three women.
One of them was a knight of the Kingdom of Shirone, Ginger York.
She was sitting by the entrance of the carriage, and listening to the conversation of the other two.

“Owner-Oniichan sure was cool, huh…”

The one speaking, filled with energy, was a girl wearing a baggy maid outfit; Aisha.

“Really, when it comes to marriage it has to be with a man like that, huh! Right, Okaasan?”

“Y-, Yes, that’s right.”

And as you’d expect, the other woman was also wearing a maid outfit.

She looked like how Aisha would look if she grew up without change and put on a pair of glasses, and her name was Lilya.
Behind her glasses were eyes that housed a cold light, and she gave the impression of a cool and cold woman… but right now, her eyes were swimming.

“He was really amazing the time he saved me, you know? He’d point his finger at the ground like this and a hole would open up, and then PON, we’d be flying through the air… I wonder if that was magic too. You can do anything with chantless magic. It’s amazing, isn’t it. Chantless magic is… something splendid.”

Aisha had been completely praising “Owner-Oniichan” for a while now.
On the other hand, Lilya was at a little bit of a loss.
It seems that her daughter hadn’t realised that the real identity of “The Owner” was her own brother Rudeus.
Since she had been saying ‘Oniichan’ from the very beginning, Lilya was sure that she had noticed, but it seems that it was just ‘Oniichan’ in the sense of an older male of that age.

“And you know? It was my first time with something like that so I accidentally wet myself, but somehow with Owner-Oniichan I wasn’t embarassed at all. I ended up thinking that even if this person saw my everything, I wouldn’t mind… Could this be love, perhaps?”

Aisha brought her hands together as though in prayer, her eyes sparkling.
Seeing Aisha like that, Lilya was at a loss.
She didn’t know if she should say right now with this timing that The Owner was actually Rudeus.
Up until just the other day, Aisha hated Rudeus.

In opposition to Lilya telling her about how wonderful Rudeus was, Aisha thought that there was no way that was true, and turned her head away in a pout.
Of course, there was a problem with Lilya’s methods. Lilya was too set on having Aisha serve Rudeus, and spoke of nothing but his good and amazing points.
When the outstanding Aisha heard about this flawless and perfect human Rudeus, she immediately saw through to the fact that it was impossible. And then discovering the bad parts of Rudeus that her mother had been hiding, her mind closed up to him.

Rather than things that others tell them, people place more weight on things they see and discover themselves.
If it were an older Aisha a few years later, perhaps she would have noticed that the credibility of what she tried to discover, and what others tried to tell her were the same, but she was still young.

She thought that her mother’s words were all lies, and Rudeus was a no-good person, opposing her mother. Though there were probably better ways Lilya could have worded it, she spoke as though pushing Aisha’s brother onto her like an idol, which Lilya was regretting and reflecting upon. However, no matter how much Lilya tried to amend it, once you have an impression it’s quite difficult to remove it.
While they were staying at the Kingdom of Shirone, Lilya had half-given up on fixing her daughter’s perception of him.

However, by some act of fate, right now Aisha was raving in praise of “Owner-Oniichan”.

Lilya considered things.
If it came to light that the wonderful Owner-Oniichan was actually Rudeus, would Aisha’s hate for her brother be cured?
And wouldn’t Aisha then serve Rudeus as Lilya wished?

On the other side of such thoughts, was the fact that Rudeus had been worried and hid his identity.
Up until the end, he had kept his identity hidden.
She didn’t know why he had done so.
But Aisha hated lies and being tricked.
Because Aisha was a clever child, she would see through adults’ casual lies and condemn them.
There was the possibility that if after all this time it was revealed that “actually, The Owner’s real identity is Rudeus”, Aisha would hate him even more.
She might miscontrue the fact that Rudeus hid his identity to the end, and think ‘it’s because he has darkness in his heart, as I thought Oniichan is a deviant, he even lied and washed my panties‘.
Lilya wanted to avoid this.

“Heyy, Okaasaaan. If Oniichan died, I’d sure like to serve Owner-san.”

“…”

Normally Lilya would smack Aisha on the head for saying something so unlucky.
However, right now she couldn’t, and just gave a wry smile while she was running a cold sweat.
Should she tell Aisha that The Owner was Rudeus or not?
If she said it skilfully, Aisha would like her brother.
If she failed, Aisha would hate her brother even more.
She wouldn’t allow the latter, but she didn’t have confidence that she could guide this overly clever daughter of hers.

Not knowing what to do in the end, she continued listening to Aisha.

“You know, if I served Owner-san, I’d work my body for his sake. But because I’m not guarded against Owner-san, I’d even be defenceless when I’m changing and stuff, and one day, when Owner-san just happened to be turned on, I’d get pushed down and made his. From that day, an everyday life of obscenity would begin… I’d make it clear to him that it was only my body I was giving him, but then one day he’d say “I want your heart as well” and propose to me… Kyaaa~”

In contrast to the agonising Lilya, Aisha was laughing in her heart.
That The Owner was her brother, that her brother wasn’t a deviant, that he wasn’t perfect but he was outstanding like her mother had said…
Aisha had already seen through all of it.
And knowing this, she was teasing her mother.

Honestly speaking, she didn’t really like her mother who had restrained her, telling her to do this, or that, since she was little.
When she asked the reason why, her mother would tell her to just do it, and every day was like this.
Training purely to serve a brother she had never even seen before… It was natural that she was unhappy about it.
But that was just until she actually met her brother.
Chantless magic, the wit to use it, the judgement to grasp the surroundings, the courage to enter the Shirone Royal Palace alone to save her mother, the gentleness to not make even one unhappy expression despite being dirtied by the pee of an unknown girl; it was enough to make the catchprase “this is what ‘cool’ means” run rampant in Aisha’s mind.

To become helpful to an outstanding brother like that, she would probably have to be good at basically everything.
She had already grasped as much, and by now she was even thankful to her mother for the training.
Had she not been trained from when she was little, she would probably flinch at the idea of serving her brother.

“Aa~ah, I wonder if Oniichan is deadd. If he was just dead already, then I’d be able to jump right into serving Owner-san.”

“I-, If Rudeus-sama isn’t dead, then make sure you serve him properly, all right?”

“Of course~ I know~”

But that was its own matter.
This was the first time Aisha had seen her mother confused.

“Ah-, but just one year is enough right? After that I want to keep serving Owner-san~”

“T-, That’s no goo-… m~m…”

She decided to enjoy this fun situation for a while longer.

★ ★ ★

She Professed Herself the Pupil of the Wise Man – Chapter 2

1. Ojouchan is more or less where we would use ‘little miss’.
2. If you loved ‘Dunbalf’, you’re going to love his surname


Teaser – She Professed Herself the Pupil of the Wise Man
Chapter 2 (Light Novel Version)

Why?‘ he wondered, as his mind searched through his memory at full throttle to recall what happened before he fell asleep. While that was happening, the commander was at a loss regarding the distracted girl.

At that moment, a number of his subordinates came over and reported to him. It was regarding the shadow that had jumped out from beneath the goblin bodies. It seems that they injured it, but was unable to bring it down.

While the commander gave instructions to split his group into a search group and a pursuit group, the girl stared at her two hands.

What was reflected on the surface of the armour, was the ideal girl that he had created from earlier.

What did this all mean? He had created it, but he shouldn’t have confirmed it, he thought, as he pulled up the reason from the well of his memories.
He had cancelled it, and then logged out…

That was as far as his memories brought him. Perhaps a little bit before he logged out. He had a feeling that he feel asleep before then. And he had the feeling that he cancelled before even that.
He tried his best to wring out the circumstances back then from his memories and remember that he had heard the call for breakfast, but after that it was hazy.

While thinking this, something suddenly occured to him, and he activated his bracelet type terminal and opened the status window from his menu. There, information about his avatar was displayed in a column.

His name was Dunbalf Gandadore. There was also his class Summoning Expert, as well as the nation he belonged to, and his base of operations. His mana was exceptional, but physically he was no different from any other magician. That was supplemented by his gear.

From a glance, everything seem as he remembered, and he couldn’t spot any particular problems. It wasn’t that he logged into another avatar, nor had his avatar disappeared. It was the status that Dunbalf had been working with for four years.
Continuing on, seeing the next page of the menu, the girl lost all his hope, and hung his head.

The special gear for the Sages was lined up there. All his equipment was exquisite, and when each Elder became a head of one of the Silver Linked Towers in the Kingdom of Arkite, they were bestowed these by the king. Each of these were uniquely crafted by first class craftsmen famous in their industry, and only Dunbalf possessed these items.

The problem was the avatar display lined up beside it. The girl he had created was displayed wearing these clothes. This was not a form that the (up until now) handsome and stern guy Dunbalf should have been showing the world.

Wondering what this all meant, the girl grabbed the cuff of his robe, and rolling it upwards, he tried stripping. When he did, at the same time, the word in the corresponding equipment slot turned to “None”.

With his robe hanging idly in one of his hands, he looked down to check his exposed body, and found that supple silver hair was floating in the wind as though coiling around his skin.
Breasts that swelled from his chest, large enough to gently spill from his small hands, and white skin as though transparent. A small butt, and two well shaped legs stretching out from it. Without a doubt, it was the ideal masterpiece that he had created with the 『Vanity Case』.

02

“OOOOIII! OIOIOI! What are you doing!?”

The commander who had finished giving instructions to his subordinates raised a voice in surprise at the girl who had become naked before he knew it. And in a great panic, he grabbed his red mantle in his hand and covered her to hide her body. All of the surrounding knights had been focusing their gazes on the girl’s immodest appearance, but now with their self-restraint of steel kicking in, they all averted their faces and stayed silent.

“Honestly, if you’re a woman, Ojouchan, then you shouldn’t be revealing your skin like that. We knights are all sincere and honest so there isn’t a problem, but in this world there are people you can’t let your guard down around, you know.”

Was there really a need for such an overreaction? So wondered the girl, while at the same time realising from their reactions that they were actually all players, and so praising them in her heart.

Reasonably famous and powerful players could bring along attendant NPCs to walk with them. The girl thought that the knights around her were the commander’s attendants, but it seems that she was wrong. NPCs shouldn’t have been able to make such reactions after all.

She didn’t really want to believe nor admit it, but as truly reluctant as she was, the girl decided to accept the situation. Accept that though she didn’t know how or what she messed up, the fact was that she had confirmed the avatar reset.
It was surely because of the version update. Having reached this conclusion, she was thinking that she had to buy another 『Vanity Case』. However, though it was only ¥500, there was no choice but to spent another ¥1000. This made the girl frown.

Wriggling about under the mantle, the girl put her robe back on, and after checking the status menu again, she found that the avatar on the menu had her robe back on as well.

“Is that an Operator’s Bracelet? So you were actually an adventurer, weren’t you, Ojouchan?”

Whilst putting back on the returned mantle, the commander muttered this as he looked at the girl’s arm.
The Operator’s Bracelet. It was an unfamiliar term to her. Following the commander’s gaze, there was no mistake that he was refering to the terminal. However, there was no need for him to ask about it. As long as you were a player, you would have one, so conjecting that you were an adventurer from this was just strange, thought the girl. To begin with, ‘adventurers’ referred to players anyway.

“Well if you ask me if I’m an adventurer or not, I suppose I am indeed.”

She was still confused, but she replied in the affirmative. In this voice she just couldn’t get used to. The timbre of her voice was just too lovely, that it just didn’t fit the manly tone she had always used, and gave a feeling of being mismatched. [TL: Again, she speaks like an old dwarf, or an old veteran man or something.]
Her choice of words had been the one she had used with Dunbalf since she began adventuring when the game began its official service.

Thinking that indeed, she had to use a dignified tone that suited her appearance, she began roleplaying by herself.
And having gone through four years, by now she was already used to using it while logged in, and it came naturally out of her mouth. Familiarity is an astounding thing; prioritising how this world looked, even after taking the form of a girl, she found it mysteriously out of place to change her manner of speaking, and she wouldn’t be able to immediately change it anyway. Having said that though, because there was no particular problem with it, she promptly lost the motivation to change her tone and decided to just leave it.

“I see, so you were an adventurer. I’m grateful to receive the assistance of a powerful adventurer like you. However, about that earlier black knight. I’ve never seen anything that shares that appearance; what kind of technique was it?”

Despite accepting the girl’s words, the commander was curious about her strength. In particular, he was interested in the identity of that black knight clad in the ominous aura, mismatched with the girl’s lovely appearance.

“Even if you ask me that, I am unsure of how else to answer. As you can see, it is a summon.”

While speaking, the girl activated 【Summoning: Dark Knight】, and by her side appeared once again the black knight. While the knights were shaken by that overwhelming sense of pressure, the commander alone gazed at it with deep interest.

“Summoning… How splendid. I see, an Armour Spirit is it? How rare.”

Probably comparing the black knight against his memories, the commander’s expression changed to one of rumination as he was astonished by the magnificent black knight who was a number of timeslarger than he was.

The spirits that Summoning Experts used were spirits that lived in man-made creations or example, or primordial spirits that were found naturally in the world.
Primordial spirits were the stronger of the two, but because man-made spirits lived in created objects, they were easier to use and easier to get close to.
Spirits that lived in the armour used by those that battled for themselves were called 『Dark Knights』 while those that lived in the armour used by those who fought to protect others were called 『Holy Knights』.
Armour Spirits were classified as lower class summons, but Dark Knights that continued to be used due to their ease of use grew to become fighters that rivalled high class summons. Having said that though, the girl thought that the commander was weird for calling the basic summon of a Summoning Expert ‘rare’, but certainly it was true that these days there were few Summoning Experts who used such a low class summon. That’s why she judged that it was indeed rare.

“However, just when were you sent out on a request? Lately there have been monster herds like these frequently appearing, so I’m grateful for you, but I would have liked you to have told us first.”

The commander grumbled this in a rather displeased manner, but his expression looked quite happy. That’s just how busy he was dealing with the monsters. However, there were some problems with what he was saying.
First of all, because the Nine Sages were taking turns exterminating them, the monster herds were being dealt with just fine. Second of all, they weren’t actually appearing all that frequently. They appeared with a frequency so that each member would only have a turn exterminating them once every few months.

“Hmmm, do they not appear only once, or at most, twice a month? I do not believe that it is a huge number.”

Despite saying this, the girl felt something wrong about this. There might have existed somebody who felt that once a month was often, but rather than that the girl felt that there was some kind of fundamental different between herself and the commander. It was that kind of feeling of wrongness.

“Once a month, huh? If it were ten years ago, then it might have been at that level, but these days we get ordered to suppress them at least three times a month.”

The commander was disappointed like a child at the height difference between himself and the Dark Knight, while he replied nonchalantly to the girl.

“Ten years ago… you say?”

Those words that she unconsciously repeated, were one obvious point of difference.

“Ojouchan, you’re an adventurer too but you haven’t heard of it, huh? About the battle with the monsters that rained from the sky ten years ago, and the Three God-doms Defensive Battle. Since that time, monster appearances have close to doubled.”

“Three God-doms Defensive Battle, you say… It does not sound familiar to me.”

“You don’t know about it? Hmmm, well, ten years ago you would’ve been two or three I guess, so I suppose it’s not unreasonable.”

So the commander said, however, Ark Earth Online’s ingame clock ran at the same pace as the real-world calendar. In other words, tens years ago Closed β would not have even begun.

She manipulated her bracelet and opened the usual menu. The floating display that was like the types you would often see in sci-fi anime or films, was something that could only be noticed by the person themselves. To other people, it would only look like you were poking at the air.
The girl manipulated her menu with a difficult expression, whilst the commander merely waited silently.

The history she had chosen from the chronology was nothing particularly strange, but the girl stared at one row of letters as though she had lost her words.

It was the latest event.

『Year 2146 of the Arks Calendar, April 23rd: Second Prince of the Kingdom of Mirston was born. He was named “Atolzade.”』

What was shocking was not the contents. The problem was the year. When she checked the present time displayed on the chronology in a panic, she found that it had changed to Year 2146 of the Arks Calendar, May 12th, 3:12PM.”

“There is something I wish to comfirm; what year, month and date is it?”

“Right now? The 12th of May, 2146.”

The answer that she was given proved that the terminal’s date was not broken.

The game had begun in the Year 2112 of the Arks Calendar. No matter how you thought about it, the situation was strange. Provided that the time in the game still ran in sync with the real time, thirty years had passed. Moreover, perusing the chronology a little, she found that it was filled with history she had no memory of, and as the commander had mentioned, ten years ago on the 24th of June 2136, there really was an ‘Outbreak of the Three God-doms Defensive Battle’.

The girl grabbed her silver hair in a bunch and brought it to the tip of her nose. When she did, she found that she could smell a faintly sweet, feminine scent like vanilla. When the girl tried chewing on her hair as a test, she found that there was no test, and that her tongue and lips could feel the individual strands.

The VR technology in her memory had the five senses in the research stage. Having said that they could reproduce some of it fairly well, the sense of touch in VR had only reached the level of being able to recognise when you touched something. If there was really a version up where you could experience this level of sense, then it would certainly have been recorded in the chronology. And in fact, the previous two version updates were definitely recorded here. However, there was not a single mention of the version update that happened only yesterday. Even skimming through the past entries, there was nothing but the two updates that she remembered.

If all of this wasn’t the effect of a new version update…‘ she thought in confusion, and at the same time a sense of unease surfaced in her heart. ‘I can taste grass and smell scents in the air so both taste and smell are perfectly recognised right now, so what does this all mean?‘ she wondered.

The present situation was too unrealistic, but the things she could sense with her five senses were also too realistic.

By chance, a sudden hypothesis floated to mind. But that was just absolutely impossible.

Closing the menu and the looking upwards, her eyes met with the commander who was bewildered by her eccentric behaviour.

“Aahhh, speaking of which we haven’t introduced ourselves yet, have we? I’m Graia. Graia Astol. I’m serving as the First Squad Captain of the Astite Magic Clothed Knight Order.”

Commander Graia who had almost reflexively introduced himself gave the girl a bow to show his respect.

“Speaking of which, I’m assuming you’re quite a skilful magician, but if it’s fine with you, Ojouchan, may I hear your name?”

Having raised his head from the bow, Graia continued speaking, looking deeply interested.

There, something felt out of place.

Graia’s actions were probably extremely natural. Naming yourself upon your first meeting, that is. And if you were interested in the other party, you would ask their name. But was this the case in a game? It was common sense that if you investigated your target, words would appear in your vision, and the target’s name would appear above their head. The other party would know your name without you going out of the way to tell them, and likewise you could find out their name without going out of the way to ask them.

But Graia named himself, and on top of that, he was asking for the name of one who probably could not be simply classified as ‘skilful magician’; one of the Nina Sage of the Kingdom of Arkite, Dunbalf.
The girl did not think of herself as prideful. However, there was also no reason that a member of the Kingdom of Arkite’s elites would not know her name. She felt something unnatural about that.

“Would you not know if you simply investigated?”

A certain hypothesis floated in the back of her mind, and she asked this question in return just to test it.

“Hmmm… I’m sure that at your level of skill, you would be quite famous, Ojouchan, but because I am unstudied, I do not know you. I apologise. Is there anyone here that knows?”

At Graia’s question, everybody shook their heads, and answered that they had never seen her before.

“Hmm… I, see…”

She had heard that there were those amongst the players that felt it disrespectful to investigate a person’s status without permission. If you told them to have a look, then even they would probably have a look. Having said that her appearance had changed too much, if they investigated they would realise that this was one of Arkite’s most important people; Dunbalf.

However, they were saying that amongst these people, not a single one knew.
And the hypothesis that she had come up with was that these people couldn’t investigate. And the response that she received gave her hypothesis a sense of reality.
She was talking to someone that a player’s common sense would not work with, and whose thought processes were quite different. The girl found herself needing to perhaps once again reaffirm whether or not these were players, as she put her hand to her chin and began going “hmmm”.

With the information she gathered as a basis, she built up her hypothesis. And as she did, an impossible explanation began to gradually take form.

“Really, I’m truly sorry. We’re a group of people who have no redeeming features outside of our swordsmanship, you see, so we aren’t really that knowledgable about adventurers.”

Misunderstanding the girl’s silence as considerable shock at their failure to recognise, Graia had quickly followed up on the situation. The members of the knight brigade as well wore somewhat apologetic expressions. The girl saw that they held strong will in their eyes, and yet there was more than enough here to let her recognise anew that they were not players.

All five senses were real, and beings that could not be said to be either NPCs nor players. Having come this far, it was impossible for VR to reproduce and she abandoned her original explanation that this was because of a version update.

And more and more, this urban legend-like explanation became impossible to remove from her mind. But despite telling herself that this explanation was the one that was truly impossible, given the situation she couldn’t completely deny it.

Indeed, the explanation was that this was reality. It was a ridiculous conjecture. However, it was also certainly true that she had no basis on which to refute it.

At that moment, she recalled something that could prove that this was a game. It was logging out. It was the command to end the game.

(It seems that I have become quite confused.)

While mocking herself, she opened the ‘system’ entry on her menu, and chose to log out… or at least she tried to. However, she couldn’t. Far from suceeding, even the system entry on the menu itself had disappeared. Moreover, even the force shutdown code for when the game froze was not working.

It would probably not be an exaggeration to say that this was a huge decisive blow.
In that case, at the end of the day, was this world the same as the game world that she knew?

“Do you know the one called Dunbalf?”

To determine this, what came out of her mouth was her own name, who should have become a person who appeared in history.

“Isn’t that a given? There’s probably nobody in this country that doesn’t know of Dunbalf-sama.”

So replied Graia, with some hint of pride on his face. When he continued and asked, “Right, everyone?”, the knights all gave large nods as though it was obvious.

“I see. So you know of him.”

From their reply, she established that a person named Dunbalf existed, or at least did in the past. Next was to find out whether it was herself in the past, or if it was just somebody with the same name.

“Do you know what kind of person he was?”

Being asked that, Graia tilted his head.

“Well even if you ask me what kind of person he was, well, like I mentioned earlier there’s nobody in this country that doesn’t know of him. When you speak of Dunbalf-sama, what comes to mind is this nation’s hero who played an active role in the 『Age of Upheaval』. He was an Elder of the Silver Linked Towers, and was a Summoning Expert and Sage feared in other nations as 『War Power Dunbalf』, right?”

The words that the commander spoke as though obvious, completely agreed with the girl’s memories. And…
She had established that even that Chuunibyou-esque alias had been passed down.

“Ohh…? A hero, you say?”

“That’s right. It’s said that in the wars following the founding of the country, he held continuously held back the enemy advances and created a chance for victory after all, and there’s also the story of how as an Elder, the platoon he created descended the enemy camp into chaos. Moreover, I’ve heard that he was the one who developed the refinement technique with few users today, and that he could use the powerful Xian techniques as well. Well, it’s not just Dunbalf-sama, but there are huge numbers of anecdotes for all the Sages.”

What Graia spoke of was just like the history in his memory. The war was the same, as was having Xian Expert as second class, and being the Elder Dunbalf who had thought up t refinement technology after researching. There was no mistaking that all of these anecdotes had been piled together and passed down as the tale of Dunbalf the hero.

“Hmm, I see. And so, do you know of Dunbalf’s final days?”

As material for the final judgement, she threw out a question that could very likely be the clincher for her hypothesis.

“His final days…? Mmmn, I haven’t really heard anything about him having died… To begin with, this is something that happened thirty years ago, but one day he departed for the national borders to subjugate some monster than appeared, and was never seen again. There’s no way Dunbalf-sama would lose to just some monsters, so in those days the whole country had conducted a search it seems, but it was said that they couldn’t find him.”

“…I see. As I thought.”

What came back to her was a reply that was just like what happened today. Things were connected in time. In other words, she had enough evidence to be confident that this was the same world, thirty years later.

From a game, to reality. She didn’t know how it happened, but having figured out at least this much, she forced herself to calm down and stopped thinking for a while.

The problem was what would happen if at this rate, she just honestly said that her name was Dunbalf. It might have been different in another country, but in this country it was a famous name. The name of a dignified and sombre, veteran summon master who was an Elder of the Silver Linked Towers. And according to the story just now, presently a hero.
That hero had been turned into this… lovely girl. When she imagined the cold gazes she would suffer when she returned to her original form, the girl trembled at the immeasurable crisis she was in.

The result was that she naturally concluded that there was no path other than making something up.

Graia and the others couldn’t 『Investigate』 so she would use this to her advantage. Having made up her mind, unnoticable to anyone else, the girl snickered. It was a cunning plan, all for the sake of her self-protection and honour.

Her official excuse would be that even if a hero who disappeared thirty years ago reappeared as a little girl, nobody would readily believe it. Moreover, if she desperately tried to convince them that she was Dunbalf, and they asked her why things turned out like this, there was no way that she could tell them about how she was creating her ideal woman and smirking away. No matter how she thought about it, it would deliver something lethal to her image.

“Well then, it seems that I have yet to give my name. I am Mira. Because I am still a beginner, it is a given that you do not know me.”

Thus, what came out of her mouth was not the name Dunbalf, but an alias that she had randomly created from her real name.

She spoke while placing her hand against her chin, but because Dunbalf’s beard was missing, she felt somehow uneasy, and the girl, Mira, felt anxiety for her future.

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tl: I am unsure about ‘操者の腕輪‘. The ‘‘ as a character means ‘control’ or ‘manipulate’, but by itself in Japanese it’s read as ‘misao’ and takes on the special meaning of chastity. As in, 操を守る.
As for the item itself, it’s something that all players have, so I went with ‘Operator’s Bracelet’, but it might actually be intended as ‘Bracelet of the Chaste’, though I heavily, heavily doubt it. In a compound, I’ve only ever seen it take the original meaning of ‘control’.

War Power Dunbalf is uh, 『軍勢のダンブルフ』. Kind of like War Potential Dunbalf or War Asset Dunbalf I guess. Dunbalf the One Man Army maybe. Idunno.

I got confused about the gender pronouns. The light novel deliberately removes all instances of ‘Kagami did ____’, but that’s not possible in English, so I had to either go with ‘he’, ‘she’, ‘Dunbalf’, or ‘they’. I went with ‘she’, because the light novel keeps saying ‘the girl’.

Also because the rest of the series more or less forgets that Kagami was ever a man, excepting his interaction with [spoiler]. Ah, and when he sees tits. Nothing like a good pair of tits to remind you that you’re actually a 25 year old man.

Again, Kagami → mirror → miraa → Mira


[tl. stats menu from web novel:]

Name: Dunbalf Gandadore
Class: Summoning Expert/Xian Expert
Affiliation: Kingdom of Arkite
Base: Silver Linked Tower|(Summoning)
HP: 1210/1210
MP: 4390/4390
Strength: 5+20
Stamina: 6+15
Mana: 51+10
Dexterity: 7+15
Agility: 6+37

[tl note: also, I think it’s mentioned in the web novel that ‘5 str’ is an average man’s strength. Wait, or was that THE NEW GATE?]

Not an a chapter update (but there’s a poll)

First of all, sorry for giving so many activity updates and stuff. I’m a NEET at the moment, so I have a lot of free time. Yes, I’m aware that I probably have more of these than chapters, and I write more of these than any other translator out there. Feel free not to read.

Random Message

Um, I was just thinking, maybe after finishing the current Kenja chapter and current Otoburi arc, I’ll translate Mushoku Tensei Volume 6’s light novel special chapter.

I’ve been thinking about it, and they’re all pretty good, but as you’d expect I don’t feel like doing them all. But volume 6 has Aisha, so I thought it’d be fun to do it myself. If it’s already been translated, then I might not publish it, but mmn, fun things are fun. That might be nice to try.

What should I do after Otoburi though? More Other World? Another Black Knight chapter?

I’m actually asking you here.
Regarding Kenja/Wiseman

I’ve mentioned in comments somewhere, but I think for Kenja, because of the way the story is done, I’ll only translate a little bit of the beginning, cut to an important (but irrelevant to overarching plot) reunion halfway through volume 1, and then cut straight to translating some of the road trip arc in the web novel.

That way you get a taste of Kenja-style sentimental stuff, as well as Kenja-style exploration, without ruining any of the real plot.

And if you find that you really like this style of writing as well as Mira (Dunbalf’s new name), then you can go harass a translator with free time or something. The same way people harassed Yorai-kun for THE NEW GATE. Yes. That’s a good idea.

ヾ(*ΦωΦ*)〃wahaa!

She Professed Herself the Pupil of the Wise Man – Chapter 1

Oh yeah, Dunbalf speaks in-game like an old man. It’s his role-playing thing. He always, always speaks like an old man. It’s impossible to emulate with any meaningful success in English, so I’m just going to leave it. At most I’ll replace ‘I’ with ‘this one’, but just know that it permeates all of his words, not just his personal pronoun.

Decided to rename. In the previous chapter, it was mentioned that Kagami played a magic expert. All of that jazz has been amended to,

“That name was Dunbalf. His class was a Summoning Expert. In the Open β he had chosen the Sorcery Expert but he had no idea how he was supposed to learn sorcery. No matter how many enemies he defeated he couldn’t learn sorcery, and there was nothing like a tutorial or a manual.”


Teaser – She Professed Herself the Pupil of the Wise Man
Chapter 1 (Light Novel Version)


Ahh, that’s right. He had fallen asleep before he logged out.

After he had sorted out the situation in his head, Kagami remembered that he had fallen asleep after he had received the morning call. And then pinching his forehead, he looked up at the sky.
He couldn’t tell how long he had slept. However, he judged that the fact that he hadn’t been woken by his young sister Mayu meant that he probably hadn’t been sleeping too long.

Squeezing his eyes shut and then opening them as though to clear away the sleepiness, he realised that he was in the dead centre of a grassy plain surrounded by a forest. Here and there the plain was dotted with nameless flowers, and in the distant he could see a splenderous mountain range. And he spotted amongst the mountains a number of dully shining silver towers.

In the middle of the plain, before the familiar scenery of the game, he lazily placed a hand to his chin and began thinking to sort out the situation. At this point, he still hadn’t noticed that feeling of wrongness that he had suddenly experienced.

First, “Falling asleep in-game” was a famous term amongst online gamers. It referred to falling asleep whilst in-game, and having your avatar stand there without reacting to anything.
However, the VR system was designed so that it would automatically shut down the system when you fell asleep, and cut off the equipment from the power source, so it was fundamentally impossible to wake up inside the game.

However, the towers among the mountains were, however you looked at them, the 『Linked Silver Towers』. Each of the nine towers was used as a base by one of the Nine Sages, so there was no way that he would mistake them.

The first thing that he suspected was that there was a bug. However, his thoughts never went past ‘rare things do happen sometimes‘. There was one more baffling point after all. If you compared the two points, this one was the more important.

It was that he could smell things. Each time the wind blew, a grassy scent tickled his noise and he felt a sense of discomfort.

The developed VR technology could reproduce the sense of touch, but the sense of taste and smell weren’t developed to a practical level yet. Despite this, when he inhaled through his nose, his brain was clearly telling himthat there was a scent. This was incomprehensible.

So when he tore off some grass by his feet and began to chew, he found that a bitter and astringent taste spread through all of his mouth. Unable to stand it, he spat it out along with a large amount of saliva, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. The taste was annoyingly intense, and they even meticulously reproduced his saliva.

Unable to understand what herbivores were thinking, he turned his sight down towards a fairly closeby thicket of grass when it happened. A roar suddenly came from within the forest along with a rumble of the earth, and then the high-pitched sound of metal rubbing against metal resounded through the air like the roar of a gale.
It was a sound familiar to him.

Ah, that’s right. He recalled that he had come out to subjugate the group of monsters that had appeared at the national boarders. Had somebody unluckily run across them, or had somebody else taken his place to subjugate them this time? After thinking that the second wouldn’t happen and giving a wry smile, he began running.

If you continued past the forest into the grass clearing, you would find that knights proudly emblazoned in the emblem of their nation were cutting down small creatures the size of a child, with blue skin, and a pointed nose and ears. However, immediately after, two of three of the blue creatures with dully flashing knives in on of their hands grouped together, and attacked that knight. It was a complete battlefield.

The colours silver and blue filled up the plain. The knights dressed in armour shining like mirrors who were raising a battlecry were knights belonging to the same nation that the Nine Sages did, the Kingdom of Arkite, and the kingdom’s elite Magic Clothed Knight Order. The enemy that they were fighting were the common monster, the goblin.

With such a scene in front of him, ‘I sure slept for a long time, huh‘ Kagami realised. Because he was much too late in coming here, the kingdom’s knights were dispatched.

【Summoning: Dark Knight】

After activating his magic, a darkly shining hole opened up in a place hidden by the thicket, and a large black knight gradually rose from it. Fully covered in jet black armour that you could even feel a chill from, it spouted what appeared to be a black flame from its entire body, so its silhouette wavered ominously. It had no face, and instead in a space painted with darkness floated two shining fires like red eyes.

This black knight that gave off a presence obviously different to others, suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield of knights and goblins. Stopping their feet due to the appearance of the unknown black knight, the goblings screamed kii kii, as though to threaten it.

Having come this far, Kagami felt a sense of discomfort.
The goblins should not have been programmed to do something like that.
The oft killed goblins were designed as an always brave and daring monster; if you put it in a bad light, they were monsters that didn’t know their place.

However, what Kagami saw before his eyes was, no matter how you looked at it, goblins making a fuss due to “fear”.
However, concluding that it would be useless even if he contemplated it right now, he ordered the Dark Knight to clean them up.

And when he did, in an instant, the battlefield was transformed into a hellish massacre. The black greatsword cut through the wind, and created a gale. Each time its blade carelessly descended, five or six goblins let out a deathcry and scattered into the surroundings as pieces of meat.

Gradually, the goblin’s threatening cries changed into shrieks filled with despair and they began running to escape from that hell, but the Dark Knight who had been ordered to clean them up had not even a grain of compassion.

Without even time to shriek at the black clump that closed the distance, a number of unlucky goblins were sent flying through the air, torn to shreds.

The surrounding goblins who saw this couldn’t even take the bare minimum measures of self-defence, and without guarding were sent flying with a single swing of the sword, bodily fluids and entrails scattering, before the goblins bounced against the ground with lifeless eyes.

Having cleaned up the immediate area, the Dark Knight captured a group that included a goblin wearing armour who was a size larger.
The heavily armoured goblin gave off dull metallic sounds whilst screaming out orders with some impatience mixed in its voice. The armoured goblin was slow because of the weight of its armour, but it had quite a bit of stamina.A few of the goblins who were particularly clever realised that being around the armoured goblin would increase their survival rate, and so they enthusiastically herded around it.

However, with the Dark Knight who was bursting with bloodlust as the opponent, it was nothing but an act of stupidity. If they had wanted to survive, there was no option but to run in the opposite direction of those who were confronting the Dark Knight.

However, even that would not be allowed. The black killer’s blade chased after them, and in the face of this scene of absolute death, the herd of monsters had descended into terror, and forgotten about the meaning behind working as a group after all.

Having come to this, the goblins were nothing more than lone monsters.
This had all just happened in an instant. Without even being able to understand what was happening, the goblins dyed the earth with dark red blood.

Just as ordered, the Dark Knight had finished its performance of cleaning up all the goblins in the area and turning them into silent husks.
However, it had only taken two or three minutes. The plains where a gentle breeze blew was now dyed with the blood of monsters, and not a single person didn’t think that the epic massacre they had witnessed was a hallucination.

Of the two colours that had been on plains, the bule were now lying on the darkened ground, while the silver were grouped together in a formation, vigilant against the Dark Knight.
There were perhaps a hundred goblin corpses on the ground. Dunbalf gave a casual glance at the corpses to confirm that he had completed his chores, and sent away the Dark Knight.

And then he once again recalled the frightened monsters earlier. Smell and taste, as well as goblins that had taken actions he had never seen before.
There was only one conclusion.
It was the third game update.
It was difficult to believe that the world’s technology had developed to a level were smell and taste could be reproduced to such an extent, but it was a reality that the five senses were being conveyed to his whole body.
It was strange that such cutting edge technology was used for a game first, but it was also a fact that there was no way to explain it except this.

As expected of the 『Ark Earth Online』 staff. Dunbalf reached the conclusion that the reason it didn’t shut down despite him falling asleep was because of the version update.
After assenting all on his own like that, he noticed the sound of chafing metal.
The source of the sounds were the band of knights. On their shields was emblazoned the symbol of the 『Kingdom of Arkite』, a coat of arms of a great tree and a moon.
They were the Arkite Magic Clothed Knight Order. They could be distinguished from their armour and shield.

Their mirror like armour reflected the light and assimilated into the surroundings, and their shield boasted strong defence against magic or breathes spouted from monsters.
The man who appeared to be the leader of these elite knights stopped them with a hand signal, and took a step forward. His slicked back hair was silver-grey with streaks of white mixed in, and on his deeply chiseled face ran a slanted scar that was proof of his long service.
Atop his armour was what was probably the symbol of the commander; a red mantle. He couldn’t match Dunbalf, but he was sombre and handsome. However, Dunbalf had no memory of that face. This was despite knowing the faces of all the people that served as commanders to the elite units because of his position.

“The black armoured knight from before. I’m assuming it was a technique belonging to controller class arts. Was that your doing, Ojouchan? Would it be all right to consider you as reinforcements?”

The man who appeared to be the commander spoke to Dunbalf. However, Dunbalf didn’t realise that it was directed at him. There was something obviously wrong within the man’s words, after all.
Then who is he speaking to?‘ wondered Dunbalf, as he turned his head to check. And when he did, he noticed that one of the goblin corpses was moving, and something shot out from under there towards the forest.

“Nu, there was… a… survivor?”

The moment that those words left his mouth, he felt that two things were wrong. The first was that the survivor had characteristics obviously different to a goblin.

“What… is this?”

And, the one other was that what came out of his mouth was a lovely voice like a bell.
Looking at himself in the mirror-like armour of the knight commander before him, Dunbalf was dumbfounded.
It was the Arkite Magic Clothed Knight Order’s official equipment, the Clear Mirror Armour. The surface of the armour that reflected light was already basically a mirror.
Seeing his own form reflected there, he moved his right hand, and then his left.
When he did, without an off beat, the girl reflected in the commander’s armour copied him. No, it was already beyond the realm of copying; they were the same body.
And, he knew this girl.
She had silver hair that reached her hips, and with the corners of her strong-willed, azure eyes a little upturned, her faintly reddened cheeks, and her small nose, it was an innocent and cherubic face.
The clothing she wore was the same as what Dunbalf was supposed to be wearing, but what was inside the clothing had clearly changed.

Indeed, what lay inside the clothing was the form of his ideal girl; the girl that he had created with the 『Vanity Case』.

 

Otoburi 5~8

Released 4 chapters. You can find the links on the Otoburi TOC.

You’ll have to be satisfied with this for a while because I’m doing a kenja chapter next, and that takes a long time.

how translation worksIf you guys haven’t already tried it, you can read 8th son here.

I’m personally entirely fed up with it, but I enjoyed everything up to the end of his homecoming arc.